A Hiking Trail

October 7, 2009
By Rebecca Porath GOLD, New City, New York
Rebecca Porath GOLD, New City, New York
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With the feeling of nature lying deep in my heart, I immerse myself into walking down this trail, formed from dirt and leaves, which have fallen from the October trees. On the side of the trail lies a long stick. The bark is nearly completely peeled off and the center is hollowed out by tiny insects. I lift the stick into my palm and it becomes the aid to my treacherous but beautiful walk ahead. I follow the deep footprints of my predecessors to a place where the snowy days and visible breath can never catch up with me.


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on Oct. 26 2009 at 7:45 am
Stefanie Wasser SILVER, New City, New York
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this poem was very descriptive and i liked it!


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